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Monday, December 31, 2018

Our deepest mistakes
Ourselves that slipped away
The us we don't understand
That part that is irretrievable
This part that no longer responds
Self-loss cannibalizing self-present
Seemingly at loss in how to ever re-emerge

Saturday, December 29, 2018

Beautiful requires you to ponder
Beautiful is controversial
Beautiful as described for you

Your understanding of beautiful
Not as you necessarily know it
But how you are trained by others

A collective synthesis
Connected by awe and entertainment
Rooted firmly into rigid definitions and mathematical law
Stamped by credible institutions

And it comes to this
Artist acting as error-inducing and error-correcting agents
Investigating the interest in ourselves
Investigating the recording mechanism
Then the re-run of practice until what was unknown is acceptable

Friday, December 28, 2018

The timing is now
Despite all of the logistical and rational deductions
And all key pointers indicate a self-inflicted loss
The symbolic conditions are now in your favor
The optimum want has arrived
So lock down and focus on your target's collective mind

Step one patriot: Engage your synthetic substitute
Step two family: Drive past the initial horrors through sense and memories of belonging
Step three self: look after yourself, self as the primeval one - do whatever it takes

Inflict psychological defeat
Enforce morale collapse
Make it look like there is no sensible alternative
Make sure you look smart, alert and resourceful
It is not your role to speak the truth
Your role is to evoke controversy
Ply until your enemy becomes feeble-minded

Corrupt the traditional platform
Until there is no idea
Until the best is last
Until what is now seen is lost
Until all is enlightenment is a conspiracy
Make achievement less than credible

The future is quartered by dilemma
Employ immediate fear
Underscore with meaningless numbers
School the populous towards mass neurosis
Continuously strike until the collective vision is the known failure

They are too weak to endure the psychological effects of subversion
Then when broken, make sure all forms of repatriation is piecemeal
Keep them divisive

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Locked into a decollation of vision
Somewhere between dystopia and utopia
Of daunting scale and empowered ownership
For the futures of all inhabitants
Especially for those who are unable to prophetize

Through compassion and in hatred, paths are layed
Through rhetoric and within reality gaps, plans are devised
Crossroads are manufactured to include outputs of macabre scenarios
And these vivid horrors repetitively weave throughout our histories
Nothingness as sacred, nothingness as incidental

Our fabricated artilleries are lavished with discord
Of senseless killing and normalized clarification
These roadkills are cleansed though legitimate action
And our carnage is visualised through predictable datasets

Grieve is pushed aside
Knowing that the odds against are in favour
Contained within the numbers
That is digestible
To those in pain, those who ignore and those who can exploit

Thursday, December 6, 2018

A self-inflicted godly mission
With the promise of finding understanding
Within a darkened chamber where loss can be finally discovered
And stories that are broken by secrecy
The stories are hidden through good intentions

So this is it
Self-judgment
Negative self-talk
A stagnant situation
Overwhelmed
Prevented from accessing power

Callous or courageous
Bold or weak
Ascended consciousness
Too weak to reprogram
To rewrite time and time again
To gain realization of unconditional self-acceptance

Making decisions for chaos
Be as an innovative free thinker
Accept and lead this challenge
No plan will survive your encounter
There will be no time to consult
Enact both right and wrong decision for each scenario
Be calm, trust, know the data and have faith

Saturday, October 20, 2018

Like tears in the rain
Knowing all at once
This is not what we wanted
Trapped in this territory
That is deliberately scented to mask the stench of our failure

So much bloodletting
Even to get even this far

Dancing repetitively across countless seasons
Hiding within one deception before attempting another
In praise of what is willed to become
I don't own my future

Plain and unadorned and stumbling across timespans
On the surface
Everything recorded for keeping purposes
But acting as tokens that represent so much more
To the effect that
What is hidden is made to appear even more appealing

Hidden as a threat
Hidden for ownership

In secrecy
The promise that those who lie will lead themselves to death
Accepting that the more powerful gain invasive power
Through deceiving the meek
And this populous is frozen
It sits on own hands
In recognition and in horror of those that implement outrageous cunning

Monday, October 8, 2018

Sacrificed to celebrate loss
Adoration as the judgement falls
All flaws are exposed
As small and insignificant histories

Where generosity leads demise
Forced, captured and impounded
The ritual once initiated has to be completed
To endure the next cycle
As a lesson learned
To strive from failure
Through strategy of small loss

In time
And in the power of time
Once possessed as property
Reborn and yet returned
You must wait until approved
Until the deception is honoured
Before you can act
before you are human again
To regain your reputation
In adoration of yourself